Wednesday, 25 September 2013

The other day at school, I was having lunch with Daniel and one of my teachers passed by and noticed the collage on the cover of my sketchbook. He asked if it meant something and I said it was open to interpretation. So he let me know just how accurate his interpretation could be by analyzing me through analyzing the people and the themes I have on it.

And it was scarily accurate.

I was stunned throughout and walked to class, dazed. The second I got there, I took out my laptop and started typing up everything he said because I just couldn't forget it. Nobody has ever actually looked into the things I watch, the people I idolize or romanticize to discover why I'm into them and what they mean to me and all the places they help me discover both in myself and in the outside world.

I thought I should gather my thoughts first and then write this post to convey just how much it affected me but I couldn't. I just don't know how else to explain the experience because I knew what I liked about each of the people/movies/themes I included in the collage but I never knew just how revealing and predictable I was being by putting them out there like that. I felt revealed but not quite uncomfortably just nervously. I wanted to open up to people but for my thought process to be so alive and vivid through my interests makes me feel too predictable...

I can't decide wether that's a bad thing or not and I don't think I'll ever know because it's just one of those things that I've always been unsure of. But this incident made me think.

Monday, 23 September 2013

I have recently got some new music which isn't exactly new, just stuff that I've recently gotten into and thought since school has been keeping me too busy, I thought this would be great to talk about.

Thursday, 5 September 2013

I usually enjoy curating and keeping tracks of all sorts of my interests here and there and despite me intending on theming my blog for the month, I have realized that high school pretty much means anything I'm interested in right now because I'm going to be a sophomore in a few days! But fashion is one of those things that I'd like to watch change and evolve and so I thought I'd get back into Rodarte's collections and decided to give their latest season's fashion a look after a few months of complete obliviousness? Their color scheme's very quiet and makes me think of the conspicuously dark and mysterious; definitely inspired by gothic fashion that's basically a revolution against the colorfulness of the 1970s disco era. Despite the black and beige, the subtle reds and roses add some sort of femininity to it? Making it illusively seem less dark while actually making it mischievously mysterious.

Personally, I enjoyed the SS collection a whole lot more because of it's interesting patterns and the wonderful colors chosen. This dress (thing?) was also in a very pretty turquoise/black which - in comparison to this pastel pink/beige gave it a different feel; instead of the classy and gentle feel of this one, the other felt a lot more edgy, mainly because of the color combination and the slight changes in the design.

Monday, 2 September 2013

When I was thinking of what to write for my first themed post, I couldn't get my mind off Ghost World. My favorite part was always when Enid gets one of those old blues records off Seymour and plays it when she gets home. When the first few seconds of the song begin (the song is Skip James's 'Devil Got My Woman') she's just stunned and speechless. She pauses and just listens.

And that feeling was one I knew too well because I just got how intimate a song could be to someone regardless if you've listened to it various times or its presence in a memorable situation. The song could be the memorable situation.

You just have to listen. You can't move or breathe or think because you're afraid it'll disturb everything; it'll distract you from some little thing you just can't miss. This type of music can create bonds - in fact this type of anything; could be a book or a poem or a movie that just holds some sort of meaning in your eyes. It doesn't even have to be a meaning, it could just be a vibe that it carried to you. A feeling you think you have never felt before.

So when someone else is drawn to it in the same way or to the same extent as you are, a link is created between you wether you've known each other for years or a mere few seconds. And that's wonderful. There's nothing more magical than that phenomena. It changes your thoughts, it changes your outlook, it changes you in the smallest (or even largest ways), but these type of things have been very important to me throughout the course of my school years. No matter what age I was, every once in a while I would find something that actually moved me. Not in the ridiculously overused sense of the word, but the genuine one that I'm sure many if not all people have experienced.

One of those moments and perhaps the most prominent one has got to be one I've already shared here and that would be the book, Perks of Being a Wallflower and that sounds like what every other adolescent girl would say and I couldn't care less if that's what every other adolescent girl would say. I'm saying it and I mean it. I don't know to what extent it's meant to these people who have raved about the book after the movie was released. um. But I know about me, and therefore I couldn't care less about the others. The book itself has been incredibly important to me since the very first time I read it and differently every time I reread it and it's such an intriguing experience? It's almost motivating and magnificent at the same time. Has a fascinating impact and an almost self-help impact to it too.

And I think that book particularly has given me a different outlook on high school. Last year when I read it, I felt differently to the way I felt about it this summer. This summer, it pushed me. It made me aspire for those beautiful moments that seem so unattainable and 'only in the movies', because why not. It's ridiculous to think there's no such things as friends so close you feel like you are both parts of one being. Ridiculous to think that there's no such things as imperfect nights where you do nothing but drive endlessly and feel so damn perfect at the same time, like nothing could be better, like nothing can change this feeling of infinite power that could never ever run out. If that was impossible, that would be depressing and almost meaningless. And that's not the case.

It's nice. It just is.

(PS. Might as well link every post I ever write to Perks, it always comes back to my head.)

Sunday, 1 September 2013

I had been planning to theme my blog for the duration of the summer and had lots of topics planned and mini mood boards curated but unfortunately, I had barely any wifi throughout the summer and despite that, I tried to post about Dorian Gray whenever I was somewhere with decent connection. But because I don't want the ideas to go to waste, I think I'm going to do it now.

Since today is the first of September, and I start school in 8 days, this month's theme will be:

HIGH SCHOOL

//High School TV Shows/Movies//

Dazed & Confused

Ghost World

Freaks & Geeks

My So-Called Life

Twin Peaks

Clueless

The Virgin Suicides

Perks

Grease

Easy A

10 Things I Hate About You

Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist

Charlie Bartlett

Heathers

The Wonder Years

Heavenly Creatures

River's Edge

I've also curated a little venn diagram of the color scheme according to school colors of all the little things that connect to high school in my head including just everything from Jordan Catalano's song "Red", convertibles, cheerleaders, Lindsay Weir, Angela Chase and Grease. Ah.. this is going to be a wonderful month.

(Here's the venn diagram, but um..I couldn't use a scanner, so it's not clear)